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nTranslator: Yuzu

nIs this world real?

nFor the people of this world, this is real. But for us, it’s called confinement.

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nYang Sun scratched his head, rolled his eyes, and stretched his lazy back.

nThe comment he had just left on the bar had already been answered by countless people, with mixed reactions.

nReply 1L: Come on, it’s all just the landlord’s own assumptions. It’s not right for you to call people names like that.

nReply 2L: I really don’t understand it now. To follow the rumor is also to take legal responsibility. You people shouldn’t always follow the trend, a bunch of idiots.

nReply 3L: I thought this person’s tone was a little too aggressive but is it necessary to pick on him?

nReply 4L: I’m afraid the upstairs is an idiot. How many people has this guy scolded? If you don’t know, don’t feel sorry for him, he owes a lot to be cleaned up.

n……

nYang Sun looked over the comments and sneered. His psychological quality is very strong as he has long been used to being blasted by people. His side business is to earn a little money as a navy. Any comments from netizens will not have any effect on people like him.

nWith that in mind, he picked up the Coke from the table, opened the can, and gulped it into his mouth. He was going to take a break and fight for another three hundred rounds.

n“PENG”, the computer screen suddenly went black and even made a violent popping sound. Yang Sun was so shocked that his whole body bounced off the stool. He even tripped over the seat with his right leg. He staggered and fell to the ground with the stool.

nYang Sun sucked in a breath of cold air and wrapped his hands around his right leg. His expression was grim, and his right leg began to twitch in pain.

n“F*ck,” Yang Sun cursed under his breath.

nNo one from their dorm room was there today, and even if there was someone in the dorm room right now, no one would care if he lived or died. After all, he basically had zero interaction with anyone in the dorm room, and he didn’t even go to class.

nIn other words, he was just a freak.

nHe was unclean, sloppy, and uncommunicative. He always kept his head down and was very gloomy.

nThe horror in Yang Sun’s eyes hadn’t faded away yet. He swallowed and managed to get up from the ground with difficulty.

nWhat happened?

nThe computer screen flickered again, emitting a white light. It repeated twice, and Yang Sun’s veins popped up. The computer screen began to slowly repair itself. In less than ten seconds, the original black screen of the computer returned to its original state. Even the pages were still the same as they were when Yang Sun opened them.

nIt was as if nothing had just happened.

nYang Sun paused and hesitated, taking a cautious step and leaning towards the computer.

nHe looked around twice, picked up the leftover drink bottle from a few days ago on the desktop, and poked the computer screen.

nThere was no reaction. Everything was fine.

nYang Sun exhaled a sigh of relief. His heart was finally relaxed, and he couldn’t help but curse, “What a stupid computer! How long has it been used! It’s rotten like this!”

nAfter that, he picked up the seat he had just tripped over and sat back down on it.

nBefore he could sit still, the normal computer screen started to twitch again. It actually started to manipulate itself uncontrollably, jumping directly from the initial posting page related to Xiao Chen to the private message page.

nWhen Yang Sun saw this, his heart sank, and an ominous premonition rose.

nStranger Message:

n787422: Time: 15:25, Location: Dorm 404.

n787422: Are you ready for the Devil’s punishment?

nThe black fonts were like broken mirrors, shattered into pieces, and put back together again. The scarlet red font grew larger and larger as if it were trying to break through the screen!

nYang Sun’s hands trembled as he tried to get up and escape.

nBut he was horrified to discover that no matter how much he moved, he couldn’t sit up from the seat like his butt was glued to it.

n“Oooooh.” Yang Sun wanted to scream but could only make an unpleasant muffled sound and could not scream at all.

nThe veins on Yang Sun’s hands and forehead were bulging, his eyes looked like they were about to burst out, and his expression was hideous.

nNo, I don’t want to die!

nYang Sun struggled desperately. He was looking right at the computer, and could even clearly see the time displayed on the computer!!!!

n15:22.

nThere were three minutes left!!!

n“Oooooh.” Yang Sun tried to kick his legs, but nothing could be done, and both of his eyes shed tears in anxiousness.

nSomeone help me!!!

nYang Sun’s eyes rolled back, his mouth started to foam, and his body convulsed violently. His fingers stayed in the air in a strange position, resembling a zombie; he was very stiff.

nOne minute……

nTwo minutes……

nThree minutes……

nThe computer screen occupied by the scarlet font flickered and jumped back to the computer desktop.

nThe force that restrained Yang Sun slowly disappeared. His head swayed to the right, and with a “Duang” sound, he slid off the stool and fell to the ground…….

nEverything returned to silence again.

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n“Team Zhou, a senior detective will be sent from above to assist you in your investigation today.”

nZhou Yingmei tapped the fingers of her right hand on the table repeatedly. When she heard the words on the other end of the phone, her expression remained unchanged, but there was a coldness in her eyebrows that could not be concealed.

nThis school actually had another case!

nSh*t!!!

nHow many days has it been? There was one murder after another.

nThe people above couldn’t hold back any longer! Even her ability to solve cases was beginning to be questioned.

nThe school had suspended classes, so all students were confined to their dormitories and not allowed to go out. Everyone was panicked.

nWhen she hung up the phone, Zhou Yingmei supported her head with her hand. Her expression was solemn, and her entire state was visibly haggard.

nShe contemplated in the same place for an unknown period with a grimace on her face before she finally sat up. She breathed out a sigh of relief and took another breath.

nNo way! She must persevere!

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nXiao Chen began to wander off again. He recently felt that his memory was getting worse and worse, and he couldn’t even lift his spirits.

nThe school had been closed, students were not allowed to go out, and no one from the outside was allowed to come in. There were security lines set up everywhere, and countless police officers patrolled the area every day.

nThe breeze gently blew, stirring the hair that covered his eyes, making his gray eyes faintly visible.

nHe had sneaked out.

nXiao Chen raised his head to look up at the tree above his head. The leaves fluttered gently as the wind blew.

n“Su Yan?” Xiao Chen muttered, his expression somewhat trance-like.

nHe was now beginning to wonder if Su Yan was his imagination.

nThe scene from that day would surface in his mind from time to time, but it wasn’t so real.

nThinking of this, Xiao Chen took out his phone and somehow opened his Favorites in the bar.

nHuh?

nXiao Chen was stunned.

nThat post about him from yesterday had disappeared!

nWhat happened?

nXiao Chen refreshed it twice.

nIf the post was deleted by the poster or by the administrator, those posts’ titles would still be in the Favorites list. But a reminder that they have been deleted will be displayed when they are clicked. They cannot disappear for no reason.

nWhat’s going on?!

nXiao Chen seemed to have thought of something else and directly exited the page and clicked on his chat software.

nXiao Chen paused.

nEh? Yesterday’s chats are gone too!

nXiao Chen didn’t have the habit of deleting his chat logs because he didn’t have many friends and chatted less.

nWhat happened?

nXiao Chen was horrified inside and immediately clicked on his friend bar.

nWhen Xiao Chen saw clearly, his hand shook slightly, and his phone nearly fell off his hand.

nWang Jingyi had disappeared from his list as well!

nIt was like something that was abnormal would be forcefully pulled back into its original path.

n–

nZhou Yingmei’s face was ashen, and she pondered with her head propped up.

nThe young officer on the side stood behind her with a walkie-talkie in his hand. He deliberately lowered his voice for fear of disturbing the captain’s train of thought. He muffled the whole time, repeating five or six times, “Roger.”

nTurning off the radio, the young officer looked a little hesitant. He circled around a few times and bowed his head for a moment, before finally, he opened his mouth and said, “Captain, the person sent from above has arrived! Just waiting outside.”

nZhou Yingmei’s head, which was originally lowered, slowly lifted up, her appearance unchanged, “Mm, I see.”

nAfter a pause, she seemed to have thought of something, “What’s the other person’s name?”

nThe young officer pondered for five seconds and said somewhat hesitantly, “It seems to be called Su Yan.”

n—— Remember, I will protect you!

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